From the razor To the rosary

Got a taste for the cash and androgyny

Everybody's talking 'bout the way you cut your hair I could give a fuck and Everybody's talking 'bout the way you smoke that there I don't care at all

It ain't about all the friends you made But the graffiti they write on your grave

Ain't a DJ gonna save my soul I sold it long ago for rock 'n' roll

Sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts

I'm who I've got to be

Well I felt I couldn't take, another day inside this place

If you want, I'll keep on crying Did you get what you deserve? Is this what you always want me for?

Someone get me to the doctor Someone get me to a church

Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips again

No one ever had much nice to say, I Think they never liked you anyway

And I can't help but think I'll die alone

And if I had the guts to put this to your head... But does anything matter if you're already dead?

I'll photocopy all the things that we could be If you took the time to notice me But you can't now, I don't blame you And it's not your fault that no one ever does

So he gets to die a saint But she will always be a whore

From the earth to the morgue

And did you come to stare or wash away the blood?

And as the vermin crawls, we lay in the foundations of decay

Singing songs that make you slit your wrists It isn't that much fun, staring down a loaded gun

And if the world needs something better Let's give them one more reason now, now, now

But this time, I mean it I'll let you know just how much you mean to me

When you go Would you have the guts to say I don't love you Like I loved you yesterday?

Don't believe what they say We're dead flies in the summertime They leave us all behind With duct tape scars on my honey!

I tried, well, I tried, well, I tried 'Cause I tried, but I lied I lied

Every snowflake's different Just like you

Well, they're never gonna get me Like a bullet through a flock of doves

Give me a shot to remember And you can take all the pain away from me

If you marry me Would you bury me? Would you carry me to the end?

You're just a sad song with nothing to say

Everybody wants to change the world But no one no one wants to die

Another contusion, my funeral jag Here's my resignation, I'll serve it in drag

So long And goodnight

And you must keep your soul Like a secret in your throat